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I am such an Olympics junkie. The only thing lacking in my life right now is a little tv to hide in my desk. I missed some equestrian events yesterday because they aired them at nine am, grump.

Tomorrow, blitz trip up to the Met to see a faboo exhibit on French costume from around 1780. I'm going with our costume curator, furniture curator, a costume conservator, and other random museum people, which is always the best way to see an exhibit. Why? The simultaneous geeking, of course.